Ironically, the first word that comes to mind for by Lucy Sykes and Jo Piazza is delicious. A deliciously wicked insider view of the fashion and fitness industries.
It’s the tale of an otherwise brilliant woman who is hurt and whose confidence is shaken when her supposed best friend tells her she is too fat. He’s the designer and she the brains behind a bridal gown company.
She embarks on a hilarious but also sad “journey” through every fitness and weight loss regime New York City offers. The women who patronize the gurus have more money than sense and have bought into the myth that a woman only counts if she is a size zero. Janey, the protagonist has to face some unpleasant truths about her BFF before she can truly find self-acceptance.
If you are a fan of Project Runway or The Biggest Loser, you will feel right at home within the covers of this book.
Is it possible for Julia Quinn to write a book that is not delightful? I think not.
Cecelia Harcourt has made the arduous sea voyage to Manhattan to find her missing brother. When she arrives, Edward, her brother’s best friend, is in a coma and badly in need of nursing. Only family members are permitted to stay with the wounded. What’s a woman to do?
Second son of an earl, Edward Rokesby has been fighting in the colonies. He wakes up in a makeshift hospital with an agonizing headache, no memory of the past several months, and, oh yes, a woman who claims to be his wife.
Although he’s never met Cecelia face-to-face, he feels he knows her from the letters her brother has shared. He can’t remember any marriage, but given their respective circumstances, it’s not implausible.
They are indeed a charming couple. Let’s bring back letter writing.
Back when my mother was a bobby-soxer, she swooned over Frank Sinatra. For me, a child of the sixties, it was the Beatles, George Harrison in particular. For my younger sister, it was Donny Osmond.
On this weekend before Valentine’s Day, I find myself pondering these teenage crushes. I never got any closer to George than a row on the upper level of what was then the Civic Arena in Pittsburgh. Had I ever met him, I’m certain I would have been completely paralyzed by fear.
It’s a different world than it was then. The young ladies seem so much more mature. Do they still idolize pop stars? My guess is it’s the preteen girls now, not the teens, who keep up the tradition.
What is the attraction? The dreamy eyes, the toothpaste smile, or just the safety of distance?
In the comments, tell me about your teen crush.
I confess I have never been a Debbie Macomber fan. Her books have struck me as more goody two shoes than I could bear. i always turned to the tales of dukes and earls for my leisure reading.
Now, however, I find myself writing stores that are similar to those Macomber has long been famous for. I am all about good people, happy ever after, and small town charm. I don’t presume to have her skill; I’m still very much a novice novelist. But in trying to approximate what she does, I have gained respect for her as an author.
Twelve Days of Christmas hits just the note we need for the season and for the climate of the country right now too. The heroine is impossibly cheery and sweet. The hero is a modern day Scrooge who falls victim to being “killed with kindness.”
As a blogger myself, I could also relate to the heroine’s struggle to gain readership.
If only real life could be as wholesome as the world Macomber creates, we’d all be a lot happier.
P.S. Southern Hospitality, the second book in my Calusa series will be out this week.
Just Fine with Caroline is darker in tone than I expected. The story is set in the Ozarks in a small town where everyone knows everyone’s business. This is usually my favorite kind of book.
I was expecting lighthearted fun. But all the moonshine in the hollers can’t change the fact that no life is perfect. Caroline’s mother has Alzheimer’s, her cousin has up and left an abusive husband, and her gay best friend is afraid to come out and face ostracism.
Tall, dark, and exceedingly handsome Noah left town years ago, but now he’s back to reopen what once was his grandfather’s business across the street from the bait shop that Caroline runs since her mother no longer can.
Secrets from the past eventually are revealed and interfere with the budding romance.
Personally, I couldn’t really warm to any of the characters except Noah. Even the HEA wasn’t as satisfying as I hoped. The writing is fine, but this one is not my cup of tea.
Protesters, clashing viewpoints, economic crisis.
No, not the presidential campaign. It all happens in my romance novella. And yes, it’s a comedy.
If you need a break from the Republican National Convention, here’s a lighter look at political goings on in a sort-of fictional small town.
When the mayor of Calusa flees town in the middle of the night, Geneva Price finds herself in charge and trying to hold it all together. Seth Connor, a swoon-worthy hotel developer (with good hair), might be the answer to her prayers, in more ways than one. But first she has to arrange a truce between the ecologists and the economists. Just a typical day in Florida.
I had such fun writing The Lady Is a Mayor. I hope you enjoy it.
I gave up wearing high heels years ago. The benefits of stylishness weren’t enough to make up for the agony. So I can certainly sympathize when Lady Amelia just cannot keep pointy shoes that pinch on her feet until she gets home from the colossally boring ball at which she finds herself. Of course, scandal ensues. She is so overset when she returns home that her family slips her a wee drop of laudanum. What few inclinations she has toward correct behavior are gone.
Maya Rodale’s Chasing Lady Amelia is the second of her Keeping Up With the Cavendishes series. Amelia is one of three American sisters who have come to London with their brother who has inherited a dukedom. She is a rebellious square peg that the Dowager Duchess is trying desperately to fit into the round hole of propriety.
Alistair is wending his way home when Amelia stumbles into his path. He takes her home with him for safe keeping and soon discovers his uncle wants her dowry. And Amelia wants an adventure.
The delightful duo set off to visit all the sights Amelia has been denied. Rodale cleverly has them observed by random people along the way and ties up these plot strings neatly.
Even the Dowager turns out to have a heart of gold.